Suddenly, it's tomorrow,
While you wonder, where
Yesterday, has gone so fast.
Suddenly, you realize,
Yesterday will not be back again.
That tomorrow, is coming too fast.
Plans that were made, have been
Lost, in the web of time,
That we never get back.
Better to do what you want,
Than to wait for the next hour,
Day or perhaps year.
Time becomes an illusion,
Of all that we thought we had.
As time just slips away,
In the bright light of day
And the deep dark of night.
Use your precious time wisely.
For your today, may not be,
Your yesterday.
9.15.08
2:56 a.m.
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